I thought of mounting you and having sex but it didn't work. I tried, oh how I tried but I just couldn't. When you became hard I just felt sick. It's ...ot you, it's me, inside, I'm hopeless! It's nevergoing to work. I so want your baby!" "And I want you to have it," replied Steve. Vicky's hand shook as she poured herself another coffee then held out the shaking pot to Steve. He gently steadied her trembling wrist with one hand as heheld the mug out with his other. Vicky's heart thumped. "See if it will start on its own," he told us. We got in and the engine turned over for a time while I pumped the gas pedal. It finally started despite my misguided efforts. The mechanic checked our tire pressure, and told us it was okay for now."Pull around to the gas pumps and I'll fill her up for you and put more air in the tires," he told us. I pulled over to where he indicated, and he filled our gas tank with Agency supplied fuel, checked the oil, and aired up our tires."Thanks," Carry. Tim looked in the mirror behind the bar, saw a short, stocky red-haired man in a business suit standing by the doorway, peering around the room. Tim waited until the man caught his eyes in the mirror, then slowly nodded his head. The man walked over to the bar, sat down on the stool next to Tim. "Bartender," he said, "beer, please." Lieutenant Kramer?" said Tim."That's right." He turned to look Tim over, surprised that he was speaking to such a young man; he seemed little older than a kid.. .. master... I am in my masters power. Do with me as you may. Master..." Her body is flushed from the torment of the colossal orgasm she has just been put through and her clit is visibly throbbing, still bound by the copper thimble. You admire her body; it is plumper than Laura's, true, but far more used to sexual exertion You smile and move to re-assure Laura, who is trembling from fear. The gentle vibrator within her has kept her both wet and ready for more pleasure but her fear is.